CHAPTER 15: CRISIS

Catherine saw the surging magical power from the main palace but she did not dare interfere. Instead she cleared off anyone in the nearby vicinity and only let few people pass through.

Yet she could not help but feel worried when her magic's color became green then gradually became darker and darker until it turned completely black. She had a bad premonition about this.

She could feel that something was amiss.

A bolt of lightning struck from above as the intense whirlpool of magic shifted from that place to the king. She had blown away half of the safety tower where the king was hidden and was looking him with a deep hatred and killing intent.

Catherine had never seen anything like it. Her heart jumped to her mouth as Ronald attacked Jane with an equally formidable power. His body could only support one attack or he would suffer backlash.

Catherine was clasping her fingers. Then to her surprise he instantly turned cold and froze getting trapped into a huge block of ice.

The night was chilling and the chillness afterwards was deafening.

Time seemed to come to a standstill.

Jane frantically looked around searching for her next target.

Her eyes locked on to Catherine. She shuddered and stepped back.

'Hmm it seemed that she had lost control.'

Catherine immediately rushed towards that whirlpool and hovered over her. Jane was at the center of the vortex. She seemed to be numb and single minded about killing.

She attempted to penetrate inside her brain. A trickle of blood ran down her mouth and her life force received a severe backlash. She would die if this continued.

Another attempt failed.

The third and fourth attempt failed too. Jane had completely closed off her mind and was simply uncontrollable.

She decided to try one last time.

'Jane you have to listen to me!'

'Please' she prayed as her feeble heartbeat became a bit faster.

Her clothes were completely stained with blood and had aged to become a old lady in her seventies her life force was flowing out of her like water from a pot with a big hole.

She smiled.

'Sister I'll be dead if you continue like this'

'Sister don't you love me anymore?'

'Sister you haven't given me cream candies yet'

'Sister...…'

Jane transmitted – 'Shut up! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?'

Catherine was overjoyed.

'Hmph do you know how pitiful I am!'

'I hate you!'

Jane's initially dead eyes flashed.

Catherine was hopeful.

'Sister! I became an old lady to save you.'

'To think I took ten years to grow into a ten year old girl yet in the span of six hours I became a seventy year old woman!'

Jane's mouth twitched.

'Sister do you remember that you stole a pancake from the kitchen and framed the forth princes with your lies.'

'I was so surprised to see the upright Jane lying so truthfully!'

The whirlpool showed signs of calming down.

Catherine's voice was becoming weak. She had reached the end of human life span and was holding on to the last shred of her life force. She had exhausted all her life force in one go and received severe backlash from it. Her eyes gradually dimmed as she saw a speck of green.

'Good.' She thought and closed her eyes.